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The happiest day of my life started out as a book report assignment. I was a college freshman and longing for romance. I don't remember what book it was or even the class it was in, but boy do I ever remember the teacher. Mr. Charpsin. He was the best teacher I ever had. I loved his every movement. I loved the way he ran his fingers through his hair when he was trying to think of a word. I loved the look he gave me when I correctly answered a question, and most of all I loved the way he always walked along the row of desks pausing at mine for just a few seconds before moving along. It was no secret that he was great looking. I had heard about him from my roommates my first day moving into the dorm. Every girl that ever took one of his classes seemed to be utterly impressed by his charming personality and fascinating smile. I was no exception. I remember the look he gave me after he announced the assignment. He said if anyone needed help with the assignment, that they could feel free to stop by his office anytime. I know it sounds completely normal for a teacher to offer his help, but he looked at me the entire time he said it, as if he were only talking to me, no one else. What can I say. I decided to take him up on his offer. One day after my last class I stopped by his office. He didn't look up from his paper grading when I walked in, but ignologed me with a hand motion to take a seat. I noticed that he was wearing glasses, something I'd never known before. Wow he looked great with them on, even more sexy and intriguing then he had been before. Finally he looked up. He was a little startled seeing me seated before him, I guess he was expecting someone else. "Well hello there Ms. Brown," he said, "come by to get ...

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